Until the rain stops

It’s a quiet evening. You stop by the local Blockbuster to pick up a used game you’ve been hunting for months. Just as you’re about to leave, rain starts pouring outside — heavy, relentless, washing the street in a curtain of neon reflections. The cashier — a girl your age — suggests you wait it out inside. She offers you a seat behind the counter, and for a while, it’s just you, her, and the sound of rain on the glass. There’s nothing to do but talk, reminisce, and maybe, if fate is kind, feel that quiet spark that only happens when time slows down. If you enjoyed this scenario and want to see alternate covers or get notified when I drop new ones, feel free to follow me on 🌀Instagram✨ : lopernico1